Chapter Seventy-Seven: Luck... It's all mine!

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The two of them really discussed Buddhism under the bright and clear world.

"Xianggong..."

"Your Majesty, I'm looking at you."

"Don't talk about it... I'm so ashamed..."

After a few moments, the Land and Water Puja ended.

Consummation seemed to notice Wu Zetian's abnormality, and actually got up and walked to the empty throne, and bowed to the throne:

"Your Majesty, please show up."

"Ahh

Inside the fairy space.

Wu Zetian was severely suppressed by the Demon Vajra.

Looking at the close-up and staring at his own consummation, Her Majesty the Empress lost the first round very unhappily.

"Don't... Phoenix... Wait a minute... I'll say a word first..."

"He's suspicious!"

"Say what?"

Li Changsheng dragged Wu Zetian's hair, and at the same time, he hooked the power of faith in the sky with immortal energy, and injected it into Wu Meiniang's Buddha root through the interface.

Wu Zetian's strength slowly improved.

No way, although the nine Buddha roots are top-notch, they also have a huge drawback:

Its cultivation speed was nine times faster than that of an ordinary spirit root!

The power of a wisp of incense, after entering Wu Zetian's body, will be divided into nine parts!

The resources required for Wu Zetian's cultivation were a full nine times that of ordinary cultivators!

That is to say, Li Changsheng has great powers, and this has to be put on ordinary people, and he really can't afford it.

"Please... Please... Xianggong..."

Wu Zetian's mouth opened slightly, the heat hit his face, and his phoenix eyes stared at the consummation with doubts on his face, and said:

"Leave me alone... He... He'll be skeptical..."

"That's... Then I won't have the face to see anyone..."

"Hehe, no face?"

Li Changsheng laughed evilly, grabbed Wu Zetian's throat with one hand, lowered his voice, attached it to her ear, and murmured:

"Is it cool to be watched?"

"Do you want to remove the barrier from this seat... Let him take a good look! ”

Syllable.

End of the second round.

Li Changsheng won twice, and Wu Zetian lost twice.

"Long... Phoenix... I was wrong... Don't open..."

"Please... It's going to die! ”

Wu Zetian was ashamed and annoyed, holding on to the armrest of the dragon chair, and from her perspective, she was only half an inch away from her perfect face.

She's almost attached to the consummation!

Her face was even hotter.

[It's really exciting.] 】

[Wu Meiniang is really good. 】

[There is such a habit, tsk, if this is seen by her people, wouldn't she have to be fluttering? 】

Looking at Wu Zetian, who looked like a wild female leopard, Li Changsheng thought with evil taste.

Listening to Li Changsheng's heart, Wu Zetian turned his head and glanced at her viciously, and then continued to stare at the consummation as if he was willing to fall.

She enjoyed the sight of perfection.

Although the consummation can not see itself.

But she already had a lot of fantasies in her head.

Like what...

All the monks in the audience are looking at themselves!

Seeing that Wu Zetian had not replied, he thought that Wu Zetian had already left.

So, he scratched his bare head, and was about to beckon the monks to leave.

At this time, Wu Zetian was in a hurry.

"Don't go!"

A subconscious exclamation blurted out.

She didn't want them to go, she hadn't thought enough of it!

"Huh?"

Hearing the sound, I was stunned.

Wu Zetian is still there?

"Your Majesty?"

A complete tentative call.

"Hmm..."

Wu Zetian was under pressure that he should not bear in the mood for love, while piling up his phoenix might, trying to make his voice sound like the past, and said:

"I... I'm now... Somewhat... Call... Something..."

"You... Don't yet... Call... Let's go..."

"Later... I'll have it later... Yes... Rewarded... Yes! ”

The more I listened, the more confused I became.

Especially after onomatopoeia, he suddenly realized...

Your Majesty... Wrong!